Search This Blog

I'm sorry...so, so sorry.

I get it. If we've lost trust with somebody or a bunch of somebodies, we need to apologize to those with whom we've lost trust.

But now, apologies are a 'trending' topic.

Wells Fargo...Uber...Facebook...

What the heck?

NOW Wells Fargo is saying"we" lost our way. If I was the head of Wells Fargo I'd fire myself, and all the others 'on my team' who followed my lead into disaster.

NOW Uber is saying they won't hire drivers who offer sexual harassment under the guise of casual conversation.

I wrote about this last summer...but it wasn't about sexual harassment. I shared a ride with a dude, and the driver talked about guns..the kind that kill people and the type of guns he owns. I thought...this maniac is driving me to my house? I should stop and get out..and hike the rest of the way home. This is a very good reason to have a driver NOT stop at your home. Get picked up at the apartment across the street, and get dropped off at another person's home, or a Burger King, or Starbucks.... if they're close by.

NOW Facebook continues to apologize for continued data breaches. That's why I don't do any Facebook Messaging or use any of the company's offspring, knowingly. And I try to keep my mouth shut (i.e. fingers on the keyboard under control). Mark Zuckerberg...you looked like an idiot in front of that Congressional hearing.

And to the world.....we need to get lives, and get our heads out of our devices.

Oh yeah, and those who ride bikes without any helmets, no lights, wearing all black, and looking at
their devices...yup, I'd say get a life...but instead, I'll say "I hope you stay alive."

(This post is NOT a commentary about Sheryl Sandberg's book, Lean In. )
I was watching a hawk soar the other day, off my balcony. It was morning and the sky was blue but calm. Well, it seemed calm to me but I wasn't soaring. The hawk was.

When I was learning to fly gliders, I thought we were towed up, and just glided to earth in 20 minutes after we released the line from a 3000 foot tow by the airplane in front of us. Mostly we were preparing for a landing at about 1000-1200 feet, hopefully touching down where we took off.

Don, my instructor, would show me what to do, and then I'd attempt it. But he was keeping us upwind of the field and was looking all around, while my focus was straight ahead.

As I was watching the hawk, its natural instincts were to lean in, to catch the rising air, sometimes with great effort, sometimes with minimal effort.

In life we have choices. We can either glide down or we can lean in...tilt/turn into the lifting wing, into the rising air. It…